Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 615

"Incineration... Return to the Source... The Old Days... Eternity..."

The chaotic thoughts roared, and the massive body of the Karmic Fire Demon Puppet tore through space, carrying the purplish-black demonic flames that could burn the heavens and boil the seas. Ignoring all obstacles along the way, its goal was clear: to rush straight to the bottom of the abyss to the newly born Dao Seed of Origin, which symbolized the future hope of the Three Realms!
Wherever it passed, space was scorched with pitch-black cracks, and even the laws of nature seemed to wail in despair!
"You wretched creature, how dare you!"

Yang Jian's furious roar was like a thunderclap from the heavens, echoing across the edge of the abyss the moment the Karmic Fire Demon Puppet lunged out!
The figure of the silver-armored celestial being appeared first before the Dao Seed of Returning to Origin. His heavenly eye on his forehead was wide open in anger, and the vast silver light of judgment was like a giant axe that split the heavens and the earth, fiercely slashing at the Karmic Fire Demon Puppet!

Behind him, the bells of the Lingxiao Palace rang out, and countless beams of immortal light shot towards him like shooting stars chasing the moon!

Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, summoned the power of the stars in the heavens; Nezha rode on his Wind-Fire Wheels, his Fire-Tipped Spear transforming into a sky-burning fire dragon; the gods of the Thunder Department drew upon the divine thunder of the nine heavens, weaving a destructive thunder net that covered the sky... The strongest forces of the Heavenly Court instantly assembled, forming an indestructible immortal array behind Yang Jian. The vast immortal spiritual power condensed into a substantial light barrier, firmly blocking the Returning Origin Dao Seed and the Karmic Fire Demon Puppet!

On the other side of the abyss, the earth roared!

The true form of the bear, a massive black bear as large as a mountain, descended with a thunderous roar, each step causing the void to tremble.

Behind him stood the Redemption Army demons, whose eyes had become even more resolute after the Blood Boiling Alliance turmoil and the academy's rampage!
Jin's figure hovered above the demon army, the Chaos Dao Seed slowly rotating in his palm, emitting an inclusive yet resilient gray halo that connected the auras of all the demons behind him into a solid whole, constructing a chaotic barrier. They were silent, only their earth-shattering battle roars and their eyes filled with unwavering resolve, firmly anchored to the outer defensive line of the Immortal Dao Formation!

Immortal arrays and divine light, along with chaotic demonic energy, together form the final barrier protecting the Dao Seed of Return to Origin!
However, the power of that karmic fire demon puppet was too terrifying!
It was forcibly fused with the original source of the Douluo Purple Flame, which was enough to threaten the foundation of the Heavenly Court, and the accumulated karma of ancient demon souls, carrying the ultimate will of rebellion against the past that was unwilling to perish! Its huge body crashed heavily into the light barrier of the Immortal Dao Formation!

boom--! ! !
The blinding purple-black demonic flames and the silver-white immortal light collided violently!

The light barrier caved violently, and countless fine cracks spread instantly! The powerful shockwave sent the weaker demon race warriors on the outer perimeter flying backward, coughing up blood!

The lightning net shattered, and the pagoda trembled violently!
Yang Jian grunted, golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he did not retreat an inch. His Heavenly Eye blazed with silver light as he held on tightly!

The countless demonic soul faces on the demonic puppet's head screamed in unison, spewing out purplish-black breath powerful enough to incinerate primordial spirits and defile immortal bodies! The cracks on the light barrier expanded rapidly!
Just as the celestial array's light barrier was on the verge of shattering and the karmic fire demon puppet was about to break through the defenses—

A slender yet exceptionally determined figure quietly appeared directly above the Dao Seed of Return to Origin.

It's Yunluo.

The newly ascended celestial moonlight flowed around her, and her clear eyes reflected the tragic battlefield below, as well as the floating Chaos Seed that nurtured the future of the Three Realms.

She slowly raised her hands, as if embracing the entire starry sky.

"Use the StarNet as a bridge." Her clear, ethereal voice pierced through the deafening shouts and bursts of energy, resonating in the hearts of every guardian. "Use sincerity as a guide!"

The star network covering the three realms, the magnificent network composed of threads of light and darkness, was suddenly illuminated with unprecedented light at this moment, stirred by her newly born immortal power and the beliefs of all living beings!
It's no longer about spreading crisis, but about gathering hope!

Countless points of light, like fireflies crossing the Milky Way, surged from every corner of the Three Realms, following the veins of the Star Network, toward Yunluo and the Dao Seed she was protecting!

On the ruins of Qinghe Village, the elderly and children who survived the disaster embraced each other, looking at the star network that lit up the sky. Their eyes were filled with tears, and their hearts were filled with the purest gratitude for the dragon clan and for the figure with the staff, which turned into warm white light.

In the workshop of the Hengduan Mountains in the Southern Continent, the surviving craftsmen stroked the tools that had been repaired by the spiritual energy of the earth veins. Looking at Mo Yan's blood-soaked back, their eyes were filled with awe for the mountains and rivers beneath their feet and a determination to protect them, which turned into thick, earthy yellow light spots.
At the Huali Academy in Beiju Luzhou, the young demons who had just recovered from their rampage and nestled beside Jin looked at the beacon of faith that protected them. Their eyes were filled with a deep longing for peace and a future free from the torment of violence, which transformed into soft, vibrant emerald lights.

Before the platform of the underworld, the benevolent souls, soothed by the gentle light of the Mirror of the Heart, gradually calmed their resentment, their hopes for justice and liberation transforming into faint yet resilient glimmers of soul light...

Billions of points of light, representing billions of the purest and most fundamental beliefs of "sincerity," transcend time and space, ignoring the turbulent energy currents of the battlefield, and converge between Yunluo's raised hands!
A flame, indescribable in its brilliance, warmth, and power, blazed fiercely in Yunluo's palm!

It is colorless and formless, yet it seems to contain all the beautiful colors in the world; it has no scorching heat, yet it exudes a sacred radiance that can purify all darkness and filth and give life to all things!

The fire of pure sincerity!
"Go!"

With tears in her eyes but a sincere smile on her lips, Yunluo gently pushed the flame, which had gathered the prayers of all beings in the Three Realms, towards the floating Origin Seed below, as if holding a heart-shaped lamp in her hands!
The flame of sincerity silently merged into the Dao seed of the primordial chaos.

Om-! ! !
The Dao Seed of Returning to Origin suddenly burst forth with light that was billions of times brighter than the sun!

It was as if a star that had been dormant for billions of years had finally been born!
A powerful, harmonious, and infinitely potential-filled vitality burst forth from within the Dao Seed!

At that indescribably brilliant moment when the new Heavenly Dao Central Hub was about to be fully formed—

The celestial array's light barrier finally shattered like broken glass under the final, frenzied assault of the karmic fire demon puppet!
Countless immortals and gods coughed up blood and flew backward!

Yang Jian, Xiong Pi, Jin... all the guardians' eyes widened in fury!
The ferocious, giant claw of the demonic puppet, burning with purplish-black demonic flames, tore through the shattered immortal light and chaotic barrier with overwhelming malice and the last madness of the past, and fiercely grabbed at the radiant Dao Seed of Origin!
"Roar--!!!"

On the head of the Fiery Demon Puppet, all the demon soul faces let out hysterical roars of victory!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The Seed of Returning to the Origin, that chaotic singularity that had just reached perfection and carried the flames of sincerity from all beings in the Three Realms, was about to touch one trillionth of its core by the giant claw of the Karmic Fire Demon Puppet—

It throbbed silently.

It's not outward, but inward, an extreme contraction.

immediately--

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The chaotic light, whose color, form, and power are indescribable, is like the first ray of light at the birth of the universe, or the final silence after all things have returned to nothingness. Centered on the seed of the Dao, it bursts forth without warning, yet with overwhelming force!

The speed of light transcends the concepts of time and space.

As far as the eye could see and as the divine senses could perceive, the entire primordial world, including the heavens, the underworld, the four continents, the four seas and the eight wastelands, was gently and thoroughly enveloped and submerged by this chaotic light!
Within this all-consuming chaotic light, deep within the consciousness of all living beings, a scene was clearly "seen":
A haughty figure clad in tattered golden armor and wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown slowly emerged from the center of endless light. It was no longer the ferocious stone monkey, nor the solemn Victorious Fighting Buddha, but merely a phantom carrying endless weariness, yet also immense relief and utter liberation.

He seemed to have transcended countless conquests and sacrifices, a familiar, cynical yet all-knowing smile curving his lips as his gaze slowly swept over the land and its inhabitants that he deeply loved and for whom he had given everything.

In that gaze, there was a trust in Yang Jian, an expectation for Xiong Pi, an approval of Yun Luo, and a sense of satisfaction with the sincerity of all living beings…

Finally, the smile froze, and the illusory figure, like quicksand in the wind, vanished silently and completely in the primordial chaos of light. Not a trace remained.

The light of chaos continued, gently cleansing the three realms, soothing all wounds, eliminating all chaos, and infusing the new laws with final power.

After an unknown period of time, the chaotic light that filled the heavens and earth slowly receded and dissipated, like the receding tide.

At the bottom of the abyss, silence returned.

The Dao Seed of Returning to the Origin, which had been suspended in the void, had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

On the battlefield, the once invincible Karmic Fire Puppet, along with its all-consuming purple-black demonic flames and countless twisted demonic soul faces, had been completely annihilated in the chaotic light, leaving not a trace of ashes. The celestial beings of the Heavenly Court, the demon race's Redemption Army, and all those who had guarded this place at the last moment, all gazed at the empty center of the abyss with a sense of bewilderment and disbelief, as if they had survived a catastrophe.

The StarNet shone brightly once more, more stable and more agile than before, silently heralding the arrival of a new era.

However, at the very bottom of the abyss, in that absolute darkness where even light was swallowed up, a faint, almost imperceptible pulse, like the heartbeat of a sleeping behemoth, quietly emerged.

thump... thump...

A small, unremarkable gray-white stone, about the size of a pebble, lay there quietly. On its surface, a delicate and mysterious golden lotus pattern and a fire mark pulsating with purple Daoist energy, like the most exquisite engraving, were connected end to end, slowly flowing, exuding an ancient, chaotic, yet infinitely possible strange aura.

Its pulse, faint yet firm, quietly resonated with the pulse of the entire newly formed Three Realms.

……

……

The silence of the abyss was broken by a new pulse. It was no longer the violent roar of Sun Wukong's original energy detonation, but a steady, grand pulsation that gradually resonated with the breath of the entire Three Realms.

The grayish-white stone egg suspended at the bottom of the abyss had golden lotus patterns and fire marks intertwined on its surface, flickering and flowing like a living thing. With each contraction and expansion, it greedily absorbed the energy of the star web woven from the sincere thoughts of all living beings.

It is like a newborn cosmic heart, its rhythm quietly reshaping the fundamental laws of the Three Realms.

This pulsation is not silent.

It was clearly transmitted to every corner of the Three Realms through the invisible threads of light and darkness of the Star Network.

When ordinary people work in the fields, they can feel an unprecedentedly warm response from the earth beneath their feet, as if the sleeping spirit of the earth veins is slowly awakening, and a faint but real power of the earth veins can be vaguely drawn by their thoughts.

Under the illumination of the Star Network, the violent and malevolent energy within the demon race of Beiju Luzhou showed signs of condensation and transformation. A faint yet pure golden-red "Flame of Sincerity" began to ignite in the hearts of some awakened individuals, bringing long-lost clarity and hope.

Hope and fear, like two sides of a coin, surge within the hearts of all beings.

Deep within the Hengduan Mountains, beside the massive earth vein resonance device of the Gongzao Mansion, Mo Yan's palm was pressed tightly against a fragment of mountain rock shimmering with the faint light of the star network.

Behind him, a group of young craftsmen had an unprecedented passion burning in their eyes.

"Boss, can you feel it? This pulse... this star network! It truly connects us to the earth!" a craftsman, his face still covered in soot, exclaimed excitedly. "Humans can conquer nature, and they can also follow the will of heaven! The 'Earth Vein Co-construction Alliance' will surely usher in a new era of cooperation between humans, demons, and immortals!"

Mo Yan did not turn around, but stared at the star network projection rising from the core of the Mountain and River Disc. The image of the gray-white stone egg was faintly visible in it. His gaze was deep, and he murmured, "It is hope, but also an unknown giant wave. If this egg is formed, we will have a foundation. If it is not formed... we may not be able to build a better palace on the ruins of the old order."

He already had a blueprint in mind: the Mountain and River Compass must evolve again, deeply integrating with the Star Network to become a "Star Vein Compass" for predicting and channeling the energy of the earth's veins.

Meanwhile, at the central Pure Heart Altar of the Hua Li Academy in Beiju Luzhou, Jin sat cross-legged, radiating a strange chaotic affinity.

Below, dozens of demon youths and girls of various forms closed their eyes and concentrated, trying to resonate the surging ferocity within their bodies with the pulse transmitted from the Star Network, attempting to transform it into a faint "spark of sincerity" in their hearts.

Ember's voice was calm yet powerful: "Feel the throbbing of the heart of the abyss. It is neither god nor Buddha, but the crystallization of the will of all living beings. The old laws regarded demons as evil and suppressed them with force, ultimately creating an irreconcilable enmity. This spark is the root of our race's rebirth. Only by refining the malevolent energy with sincerity and communicating with the Star Network with goodwill can we integrate into the new world."

With the infusion of his power, the academy's barrier flowed with chaotic starlight, silently resisting the dark temptations from the outside world that attempted to infiltrate.

These students were the "seeds" he planned to use to reconcile the demon race and connect the Star Network.

In the dark corners of Heaven, in the depths of the filth of the Netherworld, and in those forgotten abandoned mines, fear spreads like a poisonous vine.

The remaining elders of the immortal sects held a secret meeting, and the image of the gray-white stone egg reflected in the crystal ball made their faces turn pale.

"How can Heaven allow such an alien to overstep its bounds? The Star Network connects the mortal realm, and the power of the earth's veins descends. How can a demon cultivate 'Sincerity'? This is a desecration of the authority of immortals and gods! If this egg hatches, the Three Realms will surely be overthrown!" An old and resentful voice roared.

The elders, bound to powerful ancient demon souls, roared in the icy abyss: "The fire of sincerity? Shackles! Poison! The Star Network is taming our demonic nature! Only blood and fire are the true home of the demon race! That stone egg is the core of the new cage!"

Fear fuels hatred, and the old ghosts and new ambitions begin to stir, attempting to strangle the unknown light before the dawn of a new era.

(End of this chapter)